40 + 5...or Birthday Reflections

Well, as Baby has decided to hold off for at least another day, we won't be sharing my birthday. Even though there's no little newborn here to love, I was thinking that I've already had my last birthday during which the attention is focused completely on me. I have always LOVED my birthday. I know I'm going to sound completely selfish here, but I loved the one day that it's all about me. And today, it's the first birthday where, even though he's not here yet, I can't stop thinking about that special person in my life (besides Dave!)...and not myself. It's been a shift in priorities, and I love it. So here's to you, Baby, on your momma's birthday: I love you more than I thought I could love anyone, and we haven't even met yet. Come on out and into our loving, waiting arms. (And you have 10.5 hours left if you want to share a birthday cake every year!)